Talk:Wreck of the Clawkeel/@comment-3135907-20110809203819/@comment-3135907-20110809204246

A spear brings him back to reality. Scowaj, a fat old stoat, gives a scream and falls slain by a crudely made missile. "ARGH! Everybeast to the stern o' this boat! Hoist our liddle sail! Let's be outta 'ere!"